Thus he had opportunity to watch the Trentville work. Moreover,
by delaying his own race against Trentville, Dick had had more
time to train and drill his crew into form, both as to paddling
and endurance.
He had profited well by these opportunities. To-day, from the
outset, he had handled his crew so that a slight lead over Trentville
had been maintained. This had been gradually increased, and now
that the buoy had been turned with such a handsome lead, none
on shore or in the other boats believed that Trentville High School
had any further chance.
Pascal, however, who captained the Trentville canoe, had another
view of the matter. It was Ted Pascal's third summer in a canoe.
He had drilled more than one crew, and knew all the ins and outs
of the sport.
"I guess Prescott thinks he has the whole thing, by this time,"
smiled Pascal to himself. "Poor chap. He's a nice young freshman,
and I hate to fool him. But we'll soon begin our work. The Gridley
crew must be well tired by now."
Presently Ted Pascal passed the word quietly over the heads of
his perspiring but confident crew.
"Tighten up a little bit, now---a little bit at a time," was the
message Pascal gave his followers.
By the time that the home course had been half covered it was
noted that the "Slip-over," as the Trentville craft was named,
was creeping up fast on its rival.
Dick, too, quickly became aware of this.
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